Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disenfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourse of my book friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness.
Helen Keller

I love this poem – right from when I was at University and first heard it. In fact, I remember that me and a friend were going up to London to watch Spearhead and we met out English teacher from Uni. For some reason he recited this poem, then disappeared. Freaky.

Then, a few years later when I was tramping around Banff, Canada, I remember walking along a track and coming to a forked path and thought of this again.

I love the last paragraph/stanza:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

jb says: Hi James. Good to see you here. Great that you liked the poem, but, hey, what’s not to like? Thanks for the anecdotes about it.

jb says: Not necessarily just one thing unencumbered by the rest, chico. But somewhere in there there’s a guy reflecting on tf of his life, the way he saw or thought he saw choices before him and took or thought he took one in preference to the others. But one man’s meaning is another man’s dilema, doncha know.